I'm, I'm good at wasting time,
I think lyrics need to rhyme,
And you're not asking,
But I'm tryin' to grow a mustache.
I eat cheese,
But only on pizza, Please,
And sometimes on a homemade quesadilla,
Otherwise it smells like feet to me.
And I,
I really like it when the moon looks like a toenail,
And I upendo it when wewe say,
My na-e-a-e-ame.
If wewe wanna know,
Here it goes,
Gonna tell wewe theres,
A part of me for show,
If we're close gonna let wewe see,
Everything,
But Remember that wewe asked for it.
I'm tryin' t'do my best to impress,
But it's easier to let wewe take a guess,
At the rest,
But wewe wanna hear what
Lives...
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